He stood a whisper, clouding in my mind.
Echoed through time and time again,
to pierce such an unpenitrable vulnerability.
He gripped his palm around my heart,
as he kissed it softly.
Tears streamed down my face,
as I found rubble at my knees.
This love has nearly taken life,
and hurt the people who were too innocent to notice,
that we were never truly theirs.
In tides that crash, and lightening that fills the midnight sky,
I can taste the sweet suicide on my lips.
You held to my heart without hesitation,
as I cried out your name is desperation.
I swore to have given my heart to you,
and in your possesion,
it shattered into Crystals.
In hopelessness, and dishonesty,
I’d given my life, to save you.
What we keep in memory,
is our’s unchanged forever.
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